Twenty First Century’s Literature By Ray Subrata - Poem by Subrata Ray
Enough! Enough friend,
Fie! fie, -no sermon –brain.
Your socialism’s ruthless massacre?
Your atomic war, ?
Your global unrest?
You call your civilization best?
Go off go off evil-headed politician
You parasite, necrotic an
Go off pope
You destroyed past hope,
You were ever the King’s agent
You have committed religion’s stain
I have witnessed Cargill’s war,
India Pakistan declared fire.
To overcome the turmoil of political interest
To do by cunning in the vote, what they can best,
Enough enough the self-made adviser,
We are no fool, nor can you make us cipher.
We are not now are of different races,
No enmity, no hatred but love and embraces.
Religion, -we now believe the different rivers
The content is the same, same is the covers.
Christian, Buddha, Hindu and Muslims,
All are one God’s different limbs.
It is sugar coated fascism.
Hey politicians have you solved the child labors?
Have you ousted poverty in your harbor?
You King priest and Moulovi?
Have a got up internal lobby?
You have always created communal riot,
We hence forth give you send off, and a visa with a boycott,
We will form one glob,
We will secure peace and hope.
We would compel to banish atomic weapons,
We would force you to share the new situation,
We would share the global treasure,
With equality and uniformity, of all nations’ pleasure,
Forget your guile of divide and rule,
Or we would chase you by lion and bull
Now in this glob, for your rescue,
You would find none but a parasite few.
In the opening decade of the 21st century we take the vow,
One glob, one race, one democracy, hence forth would flow..
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